don't know much about the way I feel
I work alone in a twisted wheel
wheel spinning by the side of the road
the wheel is warm but the road is cold
hard of heart from living co low
I wake up early with no place to go
I run my hands in any icy stream
I shake the tears from a fading dream
half a league to my mystic town
first snow falling on the ground
I got a blue soul and a dark road
you take a trip just to find our life
and that's the start of the beauty and strife
a woman helped me out one of them days
she slapped my hard for my lying ways
in the kitchen I took the blame
I left her house in a ringing shame
I got a blue soul and a dark road
a touch of cold on the lonely heights
I'm sleeping under the pines tonight
and if I wake up in the pouring rain
I just get up and start all over again
I got a blue soul and a dark road
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- Heroes Can Be Any Size
- Gothic Road
- Defending Ancient Springs
- Falling In Love With Folk Music
- Acoustic Folk
- Fairy Tales for Hard Men
- Fairytales for Hardmen
- Forbidden Songs of the Dying West
- Elegy for Johnny Cash
- Solingen Pasty Incident
- Control
- Control (1971)
- Shining Brother Shining Sister
- The Haunted Year - Winter
- The Haunted Year - Autumn
- Only The Ocean Can Forgive
- Night Lilies
- The Argyll Cycle, Volume One
- The Mystery of Love Is Greater Than the Mystery of Death
- A Festival of Folk